Mom and I got into it... again. Same topic as my last entry. Her being 🌈DICK WHIPPED🌈
Her "thing" came by again today. To ride her motorcycle. Which isn't a big deal. But mom makes everything a big deal.
Our text conversation went like this:
Mom- " Go outside and see if my bike has been put up."
Me- " When I came in it was still out on the sidewalk."
Me- "Lenny took it."
Mom- " Lol Ik."
Me- " You asked so I answered. I wasn't meaning anything about it. I wouldn't care if he wrecked it let alone where it is"
I know that may seem like I meant it as rude and I did but there is a reason. It is because she thinks anything and everything anyone says about Lenny instantly is bad. No!!! I was merely say, " Hey I looked outside, say the bike gone and asked Logan where it was and bam Lenny took it. And I don't care where it went I just thought sense you asked if tell you where it went ."
Then a whole lot of shit happened where once again I'm a teenager who shouldn't have opinions and if I do I'm an ungrateful cunt! 😂😁😊😆😣😡😤😡😬
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